​like me Quadeca

[Chorus]
Yeah
'Cause there's nobody doing it quite like me
Ah, ah, ah
'Cause there's nobody doing it quite like me
Let me know when you're doing it quite like me
Ah, ah, ah

[Verse 1]
I'm convinced that they all in disguise
Get surprised when they say they surprised
They can't cope, so they rationalize
I don't want my "just capitalize"
If I wrote it, I actualize
What you wrote is just actual lies
I can't even feel bad for these guys
I can't even feel bad, bad, bad

[Chorus]
'Cause there's nobody doing it, quite like me
Let me know when you're doing it, quite like me
Tah, ah, ah
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Champion of the avant-garde

[Verse 2]
(You don't sing like that)
(I trash the beat but you know that I snapped)
(Snap the picture like I'm spinnin' my neck)
(Came back to pieces, right now, I'm back, I'm back)
Champion
All again, pass on pass
All of my scraps got scrapped
And it's funny 'cause all my scraps on plaques
You still in a bottle with my glass on tap, uh
And I keep my leeches on leashes, took everything not to react
And I give 'em features on features on features but none of them stack
Tell me, tell me what level I'm at
Tell me, tell me I'm not here to chat for a little
Came back for a little recap
Like three-two-one, it's simple, it's math